Twenty Stories Up

The wind blows through your hair At much higher speeds Twenty stories up The world scales down Like a model Twenty stories up Two hundred feet drops off In a surreal fashion Twenty stories up You think you can survive the fall Landing on a soft pillow of cement Twenty stories up I told her not to leave She never came down the stairs she used to go Twenty stories up It feels great to let go Of both the world and your self Twenty stories up My life wouldn't feel as empty If they wouldn't let you go Twenty stories up

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